Zhou Zilong's Plan

"Hey, Zilong, I forgot to tell you—Ilis was kidnapped by those Lizardmen. Hurry and go rescue her!" Bulma's voice was tinged with worry.

"Okay, got it. Don't worry, I'll save her." Zhou Zilong answered briefly, his eyes instantly sharpening like an eagle's.

"Yuena, please take Bulma to the room where I trained in seclusion. Don't come out until I get back," Zhou Zilong ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument. He was going to wipe out this enemy, who had nothing to do with the Dragon Ball storyline, all at once.

"Yes, boss!" Yuena replied, then led Bulma toward the safe area.

"Xiao Ling, tell me—can you block the information coming from around here or something?" Zhou Zilong asked as he rose into the air with the Flight Technique, communicating with Xiao Ling telepathically.

Before he had eliminated Sada, Zhou Zilong had already investigated the man's background.

Since Sada wasn't a particularly important character, Zhou Zilong had only checked the forces affiliated with his race. He discovered that Sada was also affiliated with the Frieza Force.

As someone familiar with the Dragon Ball storyline, Zhou Zilong knew that the Frieza Force was an enormous organization. Before Frieza was killed, there were countless expendable underlings affiliated with it.

Killing one or two unimportant members might not attract much attention from the Frieza Force, but wiping out too many at once—or killing someone with a respectable power level—would.

That would inevitably draw the Frieza Force's attention. With a power level of three million, Zhou Zilong was indeed a fairly capable fighter in this universe.

But against Frieza, who had a power level of 1.2 billion, Zhou Zilong was still insignificant. He could only grow stronger by proceeding one step at a time.

"Don't worry, Zilong. I'll block the information and make it look as if the Scale-Head Aliens invaded a fairly powerful remote planet and were wiped out by the inhabitants," Xiao Ling quickly replied, putting Zhou Zilong at ease.

After receiving that assurance and reviewing the memories he had gathered, Zhou Zilong proceeded to eliminate the many Scale-Head Race underlings one by one.

"I've wiped out everyone outside. It's time to take them all out," Zhou Zilong muttered after nearly an hour of fighting. His eyes were resolute. He knew the real challenge had only just begun. He had to infiltrate enemy territory, strike at their heart, and nip the crisis in the bud.

At Kami's Lookout, a complicated look flickered in the Guardian of Earth's eyes.

"I'd planned to warn him, but I didn't expect him to have already taken action. I never imagined Earth would be targeted so early. If he weren't here, this planet would be in danger!" His quiet words were a silent show of approval for Zhou Zilong, as well as an expression of concern for Earth's future.

Meanwhile, at the Scale-Head Race's stronghold, Kasang stood pale-faced before a screen, his eyes full of anxiety and unease. He took a deep breath and hurried toward the chamber where Kazer was still absorbing life energy to strengthen himself.

"Lord Kazer, we have a problem!" Kasang's trembling voice broke the silence in the chamber.

"Go on. What happened?" Kazer furrowed his brow slightly, his low, powerful voice carrying unquestionable authority.

"The men we sent out to carry out the Revival Plan have all lost contact within the past hour. According to the radar, their Power Level Scouters all failed at the same time. It's clear they were defeated one by one by some powerful being," Kasang said, his words heavy with worry.

Kazer's eyes flashed with surprise. Then a playful smile tugged at his lips. "I didn't expect such a seemingly ordinary planet to harbor someone so powerful. But perhaps this is an unexpected windfall for me."

"My lord, according to the latest radar data, that unknown expert is approaching us rapidly. He should arrive within three minutes," Kasang added, his voice tinged with urgency.

Kazer chuckled and said excitedly, "It's fine. No matter how strong this person is, he can't be stronger than Dodoria or Zarbon, Frieza's men. Besides, a fine new source of nourishment has come along!"

His excited gaze made it seem as though Zhou Zilong were already his to claim.

"Stop! You're not allowed here!" A Scale-Head Race guard pointed a laser gun at Zhou Zilong as he landed.

"That's the last thing you'll ever say." Zhou Zilong didn't stop. His voice was calm and cold. In a flash, he appeared before the guard like a wraith. A blue Qi Gong blast gathered in his palm and erupted. With a resounding boom, the guard's scales shattered, and the powerful shockwave made the air around them tremble.

"Xiao Ling, block off the area within fifty kilometers. I don't want my energy spreading too far," Zhou Zilong communicated telepathically.

"Don't worry. It's already blocked off, and I've added an invisible protective barrier. Your energy won't cause landslides or anything like that," Xiao Ling replied promptly and accurately, as if everything were under control.

With Xiao Ling's assurance, Zhou Zilong had nothing left to worry about. The power within him began to boil, and waves of powerful energy surged out, sweeping toward the surrounding Scale-Head Race members. It was a one-sided slaughter, but Zhou Zilong showed no hesitation or mercy. He knew that only by ending the battle quickly could he put a stop to all of this.

"Eight thousand, eight thousand one, eight thousand two... This guy can keep increasing his power level. He can change his power level without even transforming—that's a rare ability!" Kazer watched Zhou Zilong's power level change through his Power Level Scouter, his heart filled with shock.

"But once I absorb him, I'll have that ability too. Wonderful. Heh heh heh!" Kazer's lips curled into a cold, greedy smile.

Facing a growing number of enemies, Zhou Zilong took a deep breath. The energy within him reached unprecedented heights.

He cupped his hands together and rose into the air.

"Ka-me-ha-me-ha!" With the distinctive battle cry of the Dragon Ball World, a blue-white Kamehameha packed with destructive power burst from his palms, aimed at the squad that had just charged out of cover.

The beam tore through the space in its path. The squad members had no chance to react before the terrifying energy reduced them to nothing, leaving only a scene of devastation and billowing smoke.

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